How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

with your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

seriously fighting, but they couldn’t take

 

the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was

 

chest to chest

 

my appearance you’re at least not dissatisfied

 

it didn’t mean anything. There are a

 

here, then? Hurry

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

resemble each other, right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left between them.

 

don’t participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

frustration and moving swiftly, the woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck,

 

twice her size,

 

I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene

 

now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on

 

romantic, yet macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all

 

woman’s eyes turned

 

a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking in. I wasn’t

 

smiled at me—a meaningless,

 

my chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been

 

The woman was me.

 

Borgia, that’s you…

 

Then, that man is…

 

was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk.

 

moonlight flickered and waned, and the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost

 

***

 

white shining right into my eyes had me twitching, trying to blink

 

in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but

 

got me here? What happened at

 

memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone

 

I wanted to cry.

 

lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no words coming from

 

taking him in, my eyes leaving no part of his face untouched.

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

bangs, the movement taking everything out

 

whisper in the soft

 

of anything. It felt like it didn’t

 

my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all

 

in my own

 

low and

 

“What…?”

 

I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed. It’s always been

 

was something I knew very well, something that had revealed itself

 

had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the family name like he had expected me

 

always been like

 

“Always.”

 

lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all

 

where I’m hated

 

first until I pressed hard on the bone of his

 

still kept on gazing at me

 

free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping me

 

arm around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in his masculine

 

my head felt so

 

had a dream, but I didn’t

 

like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant man,

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